For me it took a hospital stay and some serious med changes before I finally got it---that I wasn't making it up, that I really WAS sick and needed treatment. I felt like the world's biggest faker up until that point. Of course, now that I've been well for a few months that little bit of denial has begun to creep in again, but I'm trying not to give in to it. I know I'm BP and I can't get rid of it no matter how good my medications are. I also know I can't manage it without meds, and that's not all in my head either.

Hang in there Cashy. We love ya!